Prompt 1:
 he forest looms as ever, colorless but not at all dead. The leaves are full, fluttering in the silence, but there's no scent to them, no color. The effect is eerily hard to navigate, almost like an optical illusion, leaves, branches and trunk blending together with the small path -- which already disappears and reappears at a whim.
But even so...
If you brave the path, it seems as though there is something leading you onwards. A trail of... something, crumbs, maybe, the same shade of colorless as everything else, almost impossible to see. Following those might be a bad idea -- your chances of getting lost, tangled in random underbrush, or wandering aimlessly for hours are pretty high... to say nothing of what you might encounter if you stray too far (hint: even the small, fuzzy things have nasty bites).
Still, it's there, and if you follow them... eventually you will come to a small house. It's decrepit, falling apart and in shambles... do you really want to go inside? Perhaps armed with one of the many convenient tree branches that have probably smacked you thus far?
Prompt 2:
 hould you enter the house, you'll be greeted with a creepy, creepy doorman. Aw, how cute! And in that doll's hand, there's...a message.
On a slip of paper, it reads, simply and plainly:
The more you take, the more you leave behind.
Curious! (And yeah, you can destroy the doll. It's just a normal doll. You may even come across said doll already crushed by an intrepid explorer.)
Of course, it's a riddle, and the answer's a warning -- the longer you walk around and about the house, the less you'll remember about yourself, until you forget why you were there and why you should leave, and who you are at all, doomed to wander forever.
Or someone saves you, that's fine too.
Prompt 3:
 roblem: There are no fresh eggs in the Town.
Solution: Catch a feral chicken, and keep it for eggs. That seems simple enough, right? You're totally up for the task... right?
But why do all of the animals look so strange in the forest? Mutated, with teeth, or wings that don't belong, or claws. That's... a chicken, right?
Catching it will allow you to get some eggs, but that beak looks pretty nasty -- it might be harder than it looks. But you're intrepid and clever, right? Why not demonstrate your Chicken Wrangling Skills that won you the championship so many years ago? Or try to serenade the savage beast? Or wuss out and form a coalition with which you draw lots to see who has to do battle with the chicken? There's safety in numbers! But the prize will surely be worth a bit of blood loss and fowl-related trauma.
Do it for the eggs.
Prompt 4:
here's a new quest on the forum today, and it looks awfully easy! It's listed simply as:
Quest XXII.
Talk to someone you've never met about their childhood.
Quest will be completed when you have reached an acceptable level of knowledge.
On the other hand, that's a little vague, isn't it... ? How will you even know when you've completed a quest like that?
Still, it looks easy! Maybe go give it a try. You could respond to the forum post to try to find people, or just go on outside, go harass someone about their past. If you're lucky, you'll drag it out of them with very little hassle and it won't take you a good chunk of the day. If you're unlucky, that's what highly persistent stalking is for! But don't forget, you'll likely have to return the favor.
And your new friend might not be the only one listening.
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[Chuuya can’t say it isn’t a clever joke, though. At least somebody around here has a sense of humor.]
Wonder why. I’d be questioning my eyesight, but obviously you’re seeing it too.
[An exasperated sigh.]
Name’s Chuuya. You?
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especially when their surroundings are already so dreary.]
Unless we've all simultaneously gone colorblind, and I don't think that's it.
[he's doing his best to keep spirits light, frustrating as it is.]
Akira. [with a bit of a smile and a shrug. he's amiable to introductions, it's fine.]
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[One thing Akira will probably notice is how short Chuuya is. He stands at an amusing 5’3, not counting the hat, but otherwise is solidly built. He also looks like he stepped right out of an old Mafia movie.]
I can’t help but think there’s something creepy going on here. Even if I don’t believe in ghosts or whatever.
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There's definitely something creepy here. I don't think it's ghosts either, but... it's eerie.
[he kind of just feels like someone's eyes are always on him, which he's not about that life when he's just playing the normal high school student angle.]
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[Chuuya huffs a sigh. Being an alcohol enthusiast in this town is certainly not doing him any favors. He should’ve brought a nice bottle of wine from home...]
Maybe I’ll do some exploring in a bit. Everyone else here seems just as confused as I am.
[He yawns and stretches before glancing over at Akira and giving him a closer once-over.]
Say. How old are you, anyway?
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he can only hum in response to that, nodding in agreement to the exploring. it's not a bad idea, though he personally needs a bit more of a gameplan. he's just a little more quiet and contemplative about these things, since he wants to make sure he's ready for anything in a strange place like this.
simple enough, until chuuya asks how old he is—it's not really a bother, though it seems to be a somewhat common question that he normally wouldn't spring for nearly first if necessary. but people ask that a lot around here, funny, that.]
Ah. I'm sixteen.
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A high schooler, huh? I’d say you’re pretty young to be on your own, but I was already kicking ass and taking names at your age.
[Chuuya has no idea that the Phantom Thieves are a thing...but if he did, he’d think they were cool as hell.]
I’m twenty-two.
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[akira shrugs a bit, though. there are some things he doesn't really mind talking about to some extent—so even if he's not offering up that he is also kicking ass and taking names, there are little tidbits to be shared.]
I'm used to it.
[oh?] I lived alone before... this. [showing up here. so even though he's only sixteen, he's pretty self-sufficient in a fair handful of ways. age doesn't really make much of a difference when it comes to that sort of thing, he thinks.]